Heather: (Scheming something against Courtney) Gwen, you'll help Courtney with her trousseau, won't you?

Gwen: I, uh......fine.

Courtney: (Scowls at her)

Gwen: (Notices this) Can't we just get along? I know you're jealous of me and all, but you-

Courtney: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Jealous? Of YOU?! I don't think so. (Starts walking towards Gwen, Gwen backs away) Let's get one thing down. Duncan is not a prize to be won. I don't know what game you're trying to play, miss I-Get-Everything-I-Want-Because-I'm-Goth, but you're gonna lose all wewe try.

Gwen: (Confused) Wha-.......Nevermind. We need to get moving...

Duncan leaned against the ukuta of the outside trailer, in his war-torn tuxedo, and he slid to the ground with a sigh. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry?" Courtney gently wiped tears off her cheeks. "For what?"

"For putting wewe through all this."

"Duncan." She kneeled down and comforted him. "I would give anything to find that the one I love...is right here in front of me." She looked deep into his baby blue eyes and smiled.

He smiled dreamily as she laid her head on his chest, the rain pouring even harder. Courtney cuddled Duncan closely under the trailer hood, it protecting them from the rain.

"Did wewe actually...